Devastated Drama Queen

It must be hard to be little and not get your way.

Somebody was pretty angry when I told her not to eat the paper or markers and took them away from her.

So I went and got the camera.

But, it was out of batteries.

So I found the batteries and changed them.

And was still able to get some good pictures.

Confession

I made 10 loaves of bread this weekend.

Sick and Tired

I am sick and tired of my baby being sick and tired.

I thought she was getting better because her mood was improving. I was wrong.

Yesterday, her eyes started to get really runny. I called the nurse and she said that if things didn't get better then she needed to see a doctor today (Sunday). So, this afternoon we went to the after hours clinic. I was really dreading it because I thought I would have to wait a long time in a hot little room surrounded by kids who were throwing up. I was wrong. It was actually fairly painless. There were two other little girls there, but I was able to get out in about an hour.

Peanut's antibiotic wasn't working so they gave her a shot and prescribed a stronger one. I hope this one works. Her eyes seemed to have gotten better toward the end of the evening. We will see. She actually slept well last night, only waking up once. It might have been because her eyes were matted together so it wasn't worth screaming. It is a sad joke I make, but I will take sleep however it comes.

We had a nice easy weekend. We pushed baby around in the stroller and worked on the shape sorter with dad. I am going to be home tomorrow because Peanut is contagious if someone touches her eyes. Peanut and I are going to head out to the zoo. I have been trying to make it to the zoo for about 2 weeks now.

Daylight savings time has started in the states. We had her on an hour ealier schedule all day, and she seemed to do fine with it. She fussed a bit before falling asleep, but nothing like what i was prepared for. She is probably saving it for tonight.

Wye Mountain

There is a daffodil field about 20 miles outside of town at an old sandstone church. It was in the low seventies today, so made the short trek out to get some Easter pictures.

They have the exact same smile in this photo (although she looks like me and I dare you tell me different).

This one is for Grandma Nina. Peanut looks like she is about to cause some trouble.

This one is my favorite. She is almost smiling in it.

See you later.

Love Letter to a 14-month old

Dear Peanut

A few days ago you celebrated your 14-month birthday. To celebrate, I watched you take a tumble down the front steps. It was awful. The neighbors down the street either saw it happen or heard me scream because as I was comforting you, they were watching from about 5 houses away. It made me feel good to know that people care enough about us in our neighborhood to be concerned about your well being. They stuck around watching me hold you until you quit crying which was about 30 seconds after it happened. You are one tough cookie.

It feels like the month has flown past. We are watching spring emerge after our month of winter. With the return of spring, we have been going to the playground just about every day. When we don't make it there, we play in the yard. You are walking around looking at the different plants and bugs that weren't there a week ago. I can see the shear joy in your face because you know there are endless things to put in your mouth.

This month has also seen you grow into quite the little helper. You help me put the clothes in the wash machine and dryer. If something should happen to fall, you announce it with an "uh-oh". The other day you picked a book up off the floor and put it back on the book shelf. It was amazing to see that little mind work. You know where things belong.

Your obsession with trashcans is starting to diminish. You no longer head right to the trash can every time you walk into the kitchen. If you see something that is trash you pick it up, walk over the trash can and put it in. It would be great if that was where it ended, but... The power of the trashcan over whelms you and you MUST GO THROUGH IT. We are working on it though.

You haven't been feeling well these last couple of weeks. I do hope you start to feel better soon. It feels like you spend a lot of time trying to tell me things I don't understand. Usually, I am pretty good at figuring you out, but lately, I have been at a loss. You throw your hands up in air and cry out of frustration. You are becoming less tolerant of my ignorance these days. It is hard for you and for me. We are doing better though. This isn't the first rough patch we have hit and it won't be the last.

I love you dearly,
your mum

1 More Tooth To Go

Day care went progressively better through out the week. On Thursday and Friday, Peanut received a sticker on her paper. I don't know that it means anything, but the stickers were noticeably absent in the beginning of the week. On Friday, Brandy, the fill-in teacher, had a lot to say about Peanut's progress. She said that she wasn't biting or fighting in the new class. She remarked on how funny it was to see all the kid's walk to the table and pull out their chairs to sit down when they saw her coming. She said Peanut gets excited when she see the blue plate because I guess Brandy always puts Peanut's food on a blue plate.

She also remarked on how she didn't think peanut was feeling well. I guess during her nap, she would cry out. Brandy would pat her on the back and say "shhh shhh shh" and tell her everything was going to be alright. I was glad to hear that she took the time to comfort my baby. Brandy always has something nice to say and on more than one occasion I have walked in to see her playing with Peanut. I like that Peanut has a buddy there.

Peanut's sleeping has been awful. She is waking 3 or 4 times a night. I took her to the doctor on Friday, and he said that she has fluid in her ears. He gave me a steroid spray to put up her nose to clear out her sinus to get things to drain a little better. He didn't say anything about tubes. I have been pumping Peanut full of motrin at night and putting numbing drops in her ears. I am trying not to give her motrin during the day because if she has a fever, I want to know about it. I don't want the motrin covering it up.

She has also recently cut 2 teeth. That leaves 1 more canine before we are done teething for a while. All she has left is her 2 year molars.

This week Peanut has added Thank you to the list of things she says all the time. It is funny because we haven't prompted her to say it all at. I guess she picks it up from us saying it to her. Of course she doesn't always use it appropriately, she says thank you when she hands us stuff or we hand her stuff. It is really cute because it doesn't sound like thank you, it sounds more like dan do. She has also added hi kitty and bye bye daisy.

Since peanut has not been sleeping well and is in pain most of the time, she has been a real pill to be with. The beauty of it is, she is only awful on my watch. She will be awesome with Mr. T., but as soon as she sees me, it is a cryfest. Not only crying and whining but wanting to be picked up and put down and then picked right back up again. She was better the later part of the day today, so hopefully, she is feeling better and will get lots of rest to meet and great the new week ahead.

This week I went to a big consignment sale. I scored a couple of great items. Above you see peanut sitting on her 20 dollar couch. It has already earned its money back. She uses it often to load and unload her babies into the the newish stroller I got her. She also tries to lay down on her couch, but ends up rolling onto the floor when she tries to get up with the blanket on her. uh-oh. My friend Judy told me to get the stroller. At first I didn't believe I wanted one, but after seeing Peanut with it, I am so glad I listened. Peanut rolls her stroller over to the couch and puts her pooh bear backpack and koala into it and rolls off. She even covers them up with a blanket. It is so cute.

Day 2

Peanut's teacher said she was better today. I sat and talked with her a little about peanut. Well, not so much talked about peanut but really played the advocate for my sweet child. Her teacher said that Peanut was getting used to how they do things. I told her yes, it would take some time, but I had no doubt my darling girl would catch on. She is very bright and sweet natured. I asked about sitting at the table, and yes peanut was sitting at a table to eat. I asked how old the kids were in her class, she said they were anywhere from 15 or 16 months to 22 months. YES. I typed that right. The youngest kids are around 2 months older than my daughter. I sighed and said wow, that is a big difference. I told her I thought there was some difference because the kids were putting things away on the shelves and peanut is just starting to get interested in putting stuff away. I said something to effect that it was hard to be the youngest but we will learn. We just need a little patience.

The teacher seemed a little shocked that peanut was so young. She said they promoted peanut early. I told them it was probably because she hit her milestones so soon.

I didn't have to punch her.

and i didn't cry today. I feel better, but if a better center comes along, I am going to take it.